Today’s my sister’s 33rd birthday. Baby Dominic is sick; he passed his germs onto my sister who wasn’t feeling well yesterday, but today she perked up and felt fine. I thought it was really cute that she decided to curl her hair and make herself up to celebrate her birthday–even though she wasn’t going anywhere.
I said I didn’t want to be around a sick baby, I didn’t want to jeopardize my health during my conversions. But I surprised Therese by bringing over flowers. Someone who lives in her apartment complex was kind enough to let me sneak in even though I didn’t have a key. My parents were over, too. They brought Chinese food (requested by the birthday girl).
My intent was to babysit Dominic and treat my sister and her husband to dinner. Another time. My sister said even a trip on her own to Starbucks to get some coffee would be a good enough gift.